I was walking to the meeting. It's always so hectic but it's been getting worse. Something's off. Especially the fact that Russia poisoned 2 of my people and it ended up affecting over 20 others. We've been arguing with eachother ever since. This might end in a war but I don't want it to. Oh well. I carried on walking until I heard a "Ve~" coming from behind me, I then heard steps. I knew it was Italy. "Ciao england!" He said. "Hello, Italy" I Replied. "Ve~ England, what happened between you and Russia?" He asked. "It's none of your business" I said. He doesn't need to know. "Ok. Ve~ want some pasta?" He asked. I shook my head no. "Okay" he said. He looked down. "Come on, let's walk together" I Said Being the gentlemen I am. We got to the meeting, as always I was the first one there, Italy never came early but I guess he was with me, so he came early? Whatever. I took a sip out of my tea. I thought Italy was scared of me, so why did he even talk to me? "Ve~ England, where do you always get your tea from?" He asked. "What do you mean?" I Said. "Ve~ it pops out of nowhere" he said, in surprise, I shook my head, then the other countries came in. And thus, the meeting starts."Bonjour, Angleterre" the frog (France) Said. "What is it, frog?" I asked. "Ohohonhonhonhon. Stop calling me frog, I'm france" he said. In his perverted French accent. "Shut it. Wanker." I Replied. He walked away, I knew that would work. Then Russia came to me, that wanker. "Privet England." He said. "What is it Russia?" I Said. In a mean tone, may I add. "I am sorry for doing that thing but it was what had to be done, Da?" He said. Or asked, I'm not sure. "I don't care for whatever you came here to do but please, go away" I Said, and he did so. Strange. He never listens to me. Oh well, who's next? The burger eating American? Or that maple syrup Canadian, who is actually nice. Wait. Who? "Hey dude! It's me! 'Murica! The hero!" America said. I sighed. "Bloody hell America, can you not shout?" I Said, well, pretty much asked. "Dude! Why you gotta be so rude?" He asked me. "I'm not being bloody rude!" I Replied. "Iggy!" He said. "Wanker!" I shouted. "What does that even mean?" He asked. "None of your bloody business!" I Said. He just stood there. Thinking of what to say, everything went quiet. Waiting for him to something. "No wonder your so rude! Scotland raised you after you killed your mother" he said, everyone gasped. "I didn't bloody kill her! And don't you EVER talk about her" I shouted back. We were arguing with eachother, more than we ever had. I was waiting for Germany to stop us but he just watched. He punched me. "Bloody hell! What was that for?!" I shouted. "Hah! Must've hurt right?" He asked. We started fighting eachother for real. Then the frog started calling me names. "Black sheep of Europe!" He chanted over and over again. I punched America and then I punched the frog and sat back down. China started talking. "You western nations are so immature! Can we all drop our alliances so we can stop arguing, Aru". Everyone stopped and we all agreed. We were allowed to make new allies. And thus the meeting ended. "Anglettere can we make an alliance?" The frog asked. "Alright, fine." I Replied. No one's able to fight on their own. Mortal humans fight to the death. We all fight to the edge. It's a sad world, but we get used to it. He gave me a list.
People who should be in our alliance
1. Italy
2. Switzerland
3. Liechtenstein
4. America
5. Australia
6. Hungary
10. Austria
11. Germany
12. Japan"Alright. We'll see how many we can get" I Said. He nodded. The first on the list was Italy.

YOU ARE READING
This is War (Hetalia)
Historische fictieThe arguing against the countries have gotten worsening by the minute. Italy is very worried and when he hears that all alliances will be dropped he didn't know what to do, it all changed when a certain Brit and a certain Frenchmen, who had been arg...